Chapter 9: The Ownerless Soul
Shu Fujia breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.
His previous thoughts were really right, with Tang Ming here, he met people, and he could be safe.
It's ghosts, too.
"Tang Ming, what now?"
The subject of the questioning turned his head, and his face was abnormally pale, which made Shu Fujia shushu.
At this time, Tang Ming didn't feel alive at all.
"You go over and close the door." His soul is out of his body, and now he is confronted with the ghost is the soul, without a physical body, and cannot touch the things and people in the yang world.
Shufujia is an exception.
There is no distance between two people now.
Shu Fujia let out an 'oh', listening to Tang Ming's tone as usual, his heart was finally more steady.
He jumped to the door on one foot and reached out and pulled the deadbolt bar from the wooden door.
"Squeak......
The old wooden door closed, and Shu Fujia quickly plugged in the deadbolt behind the door and jumped back to the bed.
He looked at Tang Ming with blank eyes, Tang Ming didn't let him wait long, and then there was a move.
The ghost before was carried to the bedside by Tang Ming.
Tang Ming took the posture of carrying a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to himself.
The Shu Fu family was frightened, because the ghost Tang Ming was carrying did not change anything because Tang Ming was a living person.
It was still firmly grasped by Tang Ming, and his face was full of horror.
It looks even more scared than it is.
"That's what the fortune teller said - a ghost who came to the door?" He couldn't help muttering, looking at the ghost that was trembling on Tang Ming's right hand.
It's so dark that you can't even make out the gender.
"Tang Ming, what are you going to do with it?"
Tang Ming sat on the left hand side of Shu Fu's house, he was outside, and Shu Fu's house was inside.
The ghost carried it towards the door.
The man asked, his body still shrinking back, and calling him by name became more and more pleasant.
"The fortune teller said, if there is a grievance, if there is no grievance, it will be fulfilled. You say, what should I do? ”
The repetition of the unfortunate is also a warning.
Sure enough, the ghost heard the conversation between the two of them, and his body trembled even more.
The most important thing is that he finally had another reaction and began to speak, and the black qi wrapped around his body also dispersed in an instant.
The exposed face made Shu Fujia frightened again.
"I am the real Wang Junjie. I was taken possessed, and when I died, I had no tablet, and I became an ownerless and lonely soul. I hope you two can help me get my identity back. ”
Yes, the revealed face is Wang Junjie.
Exactly the same face, exactly the same body shape.
The only thing that's different is the sound.
Wang Junjie's voice in the police station was lower, but this voice was clearer.
To describe the words of the little girl I met at work before, the one in the police station should be more inclined to the male god voice, and now this one is a teenager with a heavier voice.
"You said someone robbed you of your identity, who is that person?" Shu Fujia couldn't help but ask out loud.
Wang Junjie is a ghost, and if what he said is true, it means that the person who took his identity has killed more than one person.
In addition to Huang Yali, there is also Wang Junjie.
Or, there is a third, or even more.
"I've been a ghost for so long that I can't remember his name, I can't even remember what he looked like."
"......" Shu Fujia choked, doesn't this mean that he didn't say anything?
Wang Junjie also knew that the information he provided was useless, and he looked embarrassed, more panicked.
He was afraid that Shu Fujia and Tang Ming would not help him.
It was the first time he had met a living person who could see him, and he happened to be the indirect person in charge of his case.
The case involved is Huang Yali, his girlfriend.
"Why aren't you sad at all?" The Shufu family is also aware of this.
Wang Junjie didn't react for a while, he was stunned.
"What?"
Shu Fujia's brows furrowed.
He was just about to ask again, but Tang Ming, who had been silent on the side, patted him on the right arm.
"Sleep inside. Early tomorrow morning, we will go down the mountain. ”
Shu Fujia is not stupid, knowing that Tang Ming is not a person who is considerate of others for no reason, he closed his mouth and did so.
The man shrank into the bed at once, and his eyes drifted forward.
He wanted to know how Tang Ming planned to place Wang Junjie.
The fortune teller seems to have taught Tang Ming something else, otherwise he wouldn't know how to restrain Wang Junjie.
Sure enough, he took other people's money to do things, and he didn't know this.
Shu Fujia sat in the bed, and there was a suspicion of probing his brain behind Tang Ming.
Tang Ming disappointed him here.
I didn't see any good show.
"If you want to get justice, stay honest. Tomorrow morning, come down the mountain with us. If you are not honest, you know the end. Tang Ming said lightly.
He threw down the words and turned over on the bed, seeing Shu Fujia sitting in a daze, pulling the corners of his mouth and laughing: "What? Do you want to accompany him on his vigil? ”
Shu Fujia shook his head violently, the ghost wants to keep vigil with the ghost!
He lay back on the bed.
Originally, he was close to the wall, and after sleeping for less than two seconds, he shrank to Tang Ming's side.
After Tang Ming finished speaking, he turned around and faced out of the bed, Wang Junjie's ghost was honestly squatting in the corner of the door.
I could see through the mosquito net next to the bed.
Tang Ming frowned slightly, not very comfortable with Shu Fu's initiative to approach.
"Can I sleep next to you?"
The male voice behind him was not confident enough to listen, but Tang Ming didn't say anything.
Shu Fujia took it as a default, and hit Tang Ming's back through a layer of futon, and the futon was a little thin.
The unfamiliar body temperature was transmitted to the body through the futon, and the fear of ghosts overpowered the awkwardness of sleeping too close to the same sex, and there was a strange peace of mind, accompanied by it, Shu Fujia fell asleep unconsciously.
Tang Ming opened his eyes the moment he closed them.
Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.
The fortune teller said that he was so angry that he was overwhelmed by the ghost who came to the door. But what if you can't hold it down?
So this night, Tang Ming didn't sleep.
When it was just dawn, he got up and imprisoned Wang Junjie's ghost in his mobile phone before raising his hand to wake up Shu Fujia.
The method of imprisonment is very simple, that is, to take pictures of Wang Junjie's ghost with a mobile phone.
As soon as he took a photo, Wang Junjie's ghost was sucked into his mobile phone.
The grimace on the screen replaced the original phone page.
Before the liberation of Wang Junjie's ghost, his mobile phone could not be used.
Again, this is a little help given to him by a fortune teller.
His phone was spelled in advance by a fortune teller to imprison ghosts.
"Smack......
The right side of his face was slapped, Shu Fujia opened his eyes blankly, and it took him a long time to wake up and his face hurt.
"Team Tang, you can wake me up in a more civilized way." He sat up from his bed while making a personal suggestion.
I didn't take off my clothes and pants when I slept last night, so I just got up and lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
The injured right foot is still swollen, but it's noticeably better than last night.
Probably the relationship that was soaked in cold water yesterday?
"Don't wear shoes. I'll carry you down, say hello to grandpa and leave. ”
Tang Ming is an anxious person, and he wants to implement it quickly when he gets a clue.
The theory of ghosts and gods can also be regarded as clues.
Wang Junjie can't remember who killed him, so he went to a fortune teller to make him remember.
When the time comes, we will follow the clues to verify it, and no matter how perfect it is, it will not be possible to leave no flaws at all.
He had already squatted on the edge of the bed while he was talking, and Shu Fujia's right shoe made him not know when he found a plastic bag to put it, and then Shu Fujia carried it in his hand.
Shu Fujia is not hypocritical, if you want to go, it is really not easy to go, and it will delay things.
Tang Ming carried Shu Fujia out of the room, Shu Fujia closed the door, and Tang Ming carried him down the escalator.
Not long after I stood still, I heard the door of the main room on the first floor being pushed open.
It was Grandpa who came out.
Shu Fu's family was a little surprised, people in the countryside are used to getting up early, but the Wang family doesn't have any farm work that the old couple can do.
There was absolutely no need for them to get up so early.
It's just over the beginning of winter, and it's cold in the morning and at night.
"Grandpa, we're leaving." Tang Ming couldn't see anything on his face, Shu Fujia thought, I'm afraid the sky is falling, and it is difficult to see an expression other than anger and irritability on Tang Ming's face.
"Hey." Grandpa nodded at them, and when they approached, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Tang Ming.
"Officer. The person from yesterday was not Junjie. ”
Shu Fujia was stunned.
Could it be that they were heard upstairs last night?
"Grandpa, why do you say that?"
Grandpa's expression was very serious and serious, and he replied to Shufu's family: "My own child, where can I not recognize it." He's not Junjie. I have a request, can you wait until you're done and take Junjie home. His grandmother and I miss him very much. ”
In the end, the old man who didn't seem to be good at expressing himself couldn't bear it, and there were tears in his old eyes.
Shu Fujia's throat choked.
He didn't know how to answer.
Wang Junjie is dead.
The ghost I saw last night, don't be sure, nine times out of ten it is Wang Junjie.
Yin and yang are separated, and the grandson he wants to see is wandering at home, becoming a lonely ghost, but he doesn't know it.
"Okay." The person who promised was Tang Ming, he looked as usual, and promised as the old man wished: "When everything is taken care of, I will bring Wang Junjie back to see you." ”
It was originally a very warm word, but it makes people's backs chill when they listen to it at this moment.
How do dead people meet with living people?
Shu Fujia felt that Tang Ming was perfunctory, but it didn't look like it.
"Captain Tang, Brother Shu. You are up. ”
Another person came out from the door of the main house, it was Xiao Qian who was getting dressed, and his hair was standing up from sleep, and Shu Fujia answered.
"We're going down. Come with us. ”
"So early?"
Xiao Qian thought that Tang Ming and Shu Fujia would stay at the Wang family for a few more days and ask about something else.
Tang Ming didn't say anything, said goodbye to his grandfather again, said that he didn't need to send it, and walked straight forward with Shufu's house on his back.
The little money in the back hurriedly caught up, closed the door and looked back, but grandpa really didn't come to send it.
Hey!
There is a difference between this person and a person.
In other words, none of the people he has been to in the past have listened, and they have to chase them down the mountain behind their butts.